Mercury

The sun has begun to dip from its peak in the sky as you sweep the last of the scattered breadcrumbs from the rugged stone surface of the Dragon’s Roost. While the Prince and his band of heroes are away saving the world, you’re here keeping the Halidom from crumbling around them when they come home. Not that you resent the duty. Someone like you could never be a hero or adventurer, all you can do is do your part.

Now, you aren’t the only caretaker, obviously. It’s a big place with a big workload. No, you in particular are assigned to tend to the dragons and their roost. Today you’re working around a large, quadrupedal dragoness with sleek ocean-blue scales and a cream colored underbelly. From her head and back sprout brilliant horns with a splattering of yellow, pink, and other coral colors. Her name is Mercury, and she is one of your frequent charges. Every other dragon gets sent out with the Prince or one of his comrades in arms, but Mercury always seems to be left behind. She and the young drakes. In the beginning she didn’t look bothered by the frequent days alone on the roost, and she always seemed happy keeping the younger dragons out of trouble. Nowadays that it’s become a pattern, Mercury lay with her head on her foreclaws staring at the old roost.

Catching you staring, the dragoness turns a forlorn eye and meets your gaze. Not wanting to make it awkward you set your broom aside and put on a winning smile. “Well Mercury, it’s time for the daily scrub.” A water dragon obviously loves water so you bet a good cleaning will do her good. You go over to a large water trough and the cleaning brush you use to get at any gunk under her scales. There’s never any blood or monster slime on her like the dragons that go into battle, so she’s always pristine. You mostly do this every day since she enjoys it. Behind you, you can hear and feel the great lizard pull herself from her apathetic stupor and trail behind you. Even as she settles herself down next to the trough you can’t help but catch a sigh of boredom in her breath.

That’s when you get a devious plan. With a squat for leverage, you set your shoulder against the wooden trough of water and heave with all your might. You might not be a Ranzal, but after a heroic effort the whole thing upends and spills water everywhere, seeping into cracks and engravings.  Mercury startles when the trough crashes to the ground and looks back at you askance.

“Why would you go and do something like that, Anon?”

Hearing the disappointment in Mercury’s already tired voice tugs at your sympathy and you pat her on the side reassuringly. “Sorry I accidentally knocked over the wash basin. What will we do now?” You know quite well just what you’re going to do as you survey the Halidom over the edge of the roost. Looking back at the depressed dragoness with a wide grin you reveal your brilliant plan. “How about we go down to the lake and we can wash you there?”

The lake is not far outside the walls of the Halidom. In a few quick minutes you and Mercury have made your way to the beach and you kick off your work boots to sink your feet in the warm summer sand. Mercury stands beside you with her shoulder and haunches as tall as you are. “Go ahead and hop in. I’ll join you in the water.”

It looks like a change of scenery was just what your homebody companion needed. Mercury eagerly jumps into the water with a splash that soaks your entire lower half. Head emerging from below, Marcury looks back at you and admires her handiwork. “It would appear the water could not wait and came to you instead.”

“Haha very funny.”

Pulling off your clothes, you run out into the freezing water and dive in. Normally you don’t go skinny dipping with anyone else, but you figure whatever, dragons don’t wear clothes anyways. With your dragon brush in hand you swim out to Mercury and wrap an arm around the base of her neck to help you tread while you start to scrub under the scales on her neck. Craning back, the dragoness purrs. You can feel the vibrations in your arm and in the side pressed up against her sleek, cool scales. She is not treading water herself, but instead standing up on her back legs with her front half floating.

“I needed this. How did you know, Anon?”

“I could tell you were getting bored. What better way to cheer you up than a real bath this time?”

Still purring, Mercury leans down and nuzzles the side of your face with her snoot. Since she went and placed it up close you give her a complimentary boop. Sniffing, Mercury lifts her head back up and looks down at you like a proud mother. “Always such a good lad.”

“So Poli’ahu keeps telling me.”

After finishing with her neck you swim around and cling to her back to scrub around her coral colored spines. While you press yourself against her to steady your brushing arm, your junk presses against the scales on her back. Part of you feels embarrassed by the contact and you sense a flush in your cheeks. Mercury doesn’t seem to notice or care, so you just keep doing what you’re doing.

You can only take so long in the cold water before your limbs start to feel numb. After spending an hour scrubbing Mercury’s back and belly while she relaxes, you can see the tension seep out of her muscles and the sadness fade from her eyes. Climbing out onto the beach you realize you forgot to bring any towels. Just as you are picking up your bundle of damp discarded clothes, Mercury coils around your shivering form, blocking the wind from your body. Sucking in air, she gently breathes out and a rush of warm air washes over you. Sure it smells like fish and dragon breath, but it’s the thought that counts.

It will take some time to dry off enough to comfortably put your damp clothes back on. You sit down in the sand and lean back against Mercury’s lower belly and close your eyes. She breathes another warm gust of air over you. A water dragon’s breath isn’t doing a whole lot to dry you off but at least you aren’t going to get sick from a chill.

“Thank you for today. I really needed something to occupy my mind, Anon.”

“Any time, Mercury. Do you think it would help if you talked about what’s been bothering you?”

The dragoness rests her head next to you and closes her eyes. Two minutes later you take her silence as a no and rest a comforting arm on her head behind her horn and you just sit with her. You are not sure how much time passes before she finally answers: “I feel worthless. Ever since I made my first pact with that awful prince I have felt worthless. A weak dragon with a weak pactmate. Now that I have a new pact with Prince Euden he never calls upon me. Was this pact another lie? Did he never truly need my help?”

Mercury’s outpouring of emotion catches you off guard. You gently wipe away a trail of tears under her eye, although it soaks your whole hand again to do so. Even now you can’t bear to lie to her. You know Euden takes other dragons like Poli’ahu and Simurgh with him because they are stronger. Instead you say, “Your help is vital Mercury. None of the other dragons can help the way you can. Imperials cannot use the river to get close to us and the water is always clean and drinkable. All because of you and your dracolith. Just because we don’t fight doesn’t mean we are worthless. You might not be the teeth and claws of the army, but you are the heart that makes its blood flow.”

The tears still come, but Mercury opens her eye to look at you and it’s hope in them, not sadness. “Thank you Anon. Your words mean…”

You listen with confusion as Mercury stops and her eyelid closes partway, looking at you from under it. Her voice is completely deadpan this time. “I make the blood flow do I? It certainly looks like somebody is enjoying our talk.”

In surprise and embarrassment you look down between your legs and realize that with all the close nude contact you’ve been flying at half-mast with your legs spread out and putting you on clear display. You quickly sit up and tuck your junior under yourself, lowering your eyes from Mercury’s gaze in shame. “My deepest apologies Waterwyrm. I’m so sorry if I’ve overstepped or offended.”

Mercury’s head lifts up from the sand and she reaches towards you with a single claw. You don’t expect she’d ever hurt you, but you still flinch when the digit hooks your legs and pulls you forward, causing you to fall back into the sand. The dragoness’ head looms above you. You have been around her for a long time, but she has an expression now you’ve never seen before. “Even good lads can be naughty it seems. As thanks for treating me to your ministrations, maybe it is time to return all the favors I owe.”

You can scarcely believe what’s happening as she dips her head and opens her mouth, giving you a view of her thick forked tongue and rows and rows of sharp teeth. Heart beating out of your chest, you watch as she lowers her razor edged maw hovers over your dick and blows a warm torrent of air against it. The smell of fish in the air mixes with the smell of something else and the warmth and scent have you standing at full attention. Before you can say anything, her tongue flicks out and the pink appendage wraps itself around your pink appendage, causing you to gasp. With surprising control, it folds and contracts around your shaft, surrounding you in damp warmth. She starts running the warm grip up and down your length, and you lay your head back in the sand, closing your eyes to sink into the feeling.

It’s been a long time since you got any. You’re ashamed to admit you last only two minutes at best before you tense up and blow your load into Mercury’s coiled tongue. She lifts her head after your pulsating penis finishes its work and swallows. “Ack. Bitter. I remember now why I did not do this again after the first time.”

Feeling embarrassed, you mutter an apology while your mind stops swirling. “Sorry. And um, sorry it was so fast.”

The dragoness’ snout lowers itself next to your head and nuzzles you again, like she did in the water. “There is no need for remorse. This was for you.” All the same, you can sense the yearning and suppressed disappointment in her voice. You would be a failure as a gentleman if you did not reciprocate for a lady.

Pulling yourself to your knees, you turn around to look behind you. Not much lower than the place you were leaning against you can see a horizontal streak of glistening wet between Mercury’s legs. Curious, you reach out and gently pull aside the scale covering her vent. The pink orifice is dripping wet and you can see her fluids pooling in the sand. What’s more, it is nearly as wide as your torso. If you want to do more than give her a tickle you will have to get creative.

“Mercury, can you lie on your back for me?”

You can’t believe you just asked a Greatwyrm to roll over for you. And you feel elated when she obeys, looking up at you eagerly with those same bedroom eyes from before. That sly deadpan asks you: “What is the plan here, caretaker?” Her question is punctuated by a purr in her throat. “Are you going to take me?”

“I wish. How deep do you go?”

“Enough that your arms would not hurt me.”

“Oh, I was thinking more than arms.”

The wind is already chilling your naked body again. Feeling a rush of either inspiration or idiocy, you clamber onto her tail and position your feet against her vent. Mercury looks at you incredulously as you push forward. Your feet and calves gradually work their way inside her and her tongue lolls out of her mouth as she pants hungrily.

“Just let me know if I go too deep or it hurts okay?”

The only response you get is an impatient growl. She lifts up her tail behind you to give you a something firmer to push against. It doesn’t take long before you’re waist deep in her cloaca, your cock and balls pressed up against the warm, soaked walls of her insides. You’re feeling more resistance now and don’t want to test your luck. Thanking Ranzal for those push ups he made you join in on, you grip the sides of her vent with your hands and begin to pull yourself out, then give her a nod and she uses her tail to push you back in. Her walls squeeze and hug you desperately Literally fucking this moaning dragoness with your entire lower body, you begin to gently wiggle your legs. You thrust your hips, grinding your junk against her inner walls, and you feel yourself becoming erect again.

Working into a rhythm, you feel yourself building up to another climax. Mercury is huffing and her tail movements are erratic. She must be close as well. Your entire body quivers with your orgasm, and the vibrations of your body push her over the edge too. Mercury lets loose a wild roar of pleasure, the noise ringing in your head as her vent clutches you and refuses to let go. The both of you go slack and you lie on her tail with your lower half still inside her.

“That was amazing, Anon. It’s been so long since I mated. Since someone made me feel this way.”

You gently pat her thigh, her hindclaws curling and uncurling in the sand beside you as she breathes and pants. “I’m glad I get such good reviews. This was my first time with a dragon if you believe it.”


After your spelunking expedition you need another bath. By the time you get washed, dried, and dressed, the sun has ducked behind the mountains already. With Mercury beside you wearing the new swagger you put in her step – or maybe she’s just sore after all your wiggling down there – the two of you return to the Halidom. You are grossly behind on your duties for the day, but the castle will survive without you for one evening. Mercury splits off from you to return to the roost and shoots you a wink behind her. A subtle movement of her tail gives you a glimpse of what’s underneath. You expect this will not be your last time enjoying one another’s company while the others are away.

By the time you get to the dining hall the only one still eating is Ranzal. Usually you have to wrestle some leftovers from him, but this time he set aside a plate for you. The food has gone cold, but you don’t feel like complaining. While digging in, you spy Ranzal wearing a shit-eating grin.

“What?”

“We got back early today. Imagine our surprise when we hear a dragon roaring down by the lakeshore.” His grin widens and he holds up a fist in your direction. “Put it here you sly dog.”

Cheeks flush at the idea that somebody had seen your display, you hesitantly bump Ranzal’s massive fist with your own. “Th-thanks. Who all saw, if you know?”

“Oh only a couple of us went up on the walls to check. We let the others know it was a false alarm. Just Mercury out for a swim.  I’d stay away from Mym for a while though.”